Tag Archives: Tourists

Narrator’s Note: This is the last story from our ‘epic’ adventures in Norway. This series started on my blog on June 6th, the first day of our trip, and the original plan was to write the last story on June … Continue reading →

It was a serene and lovely day, and she’d decided to make full use of it by spending some time with herself in the Church grounds. The Church itself was almost empty today, it being a weekday, which was perfectly … Continue reading →

The Indian couple going shutter-happy at the pretty little bridge on the raging river Had no idea of the calamitous chain of events that their innocuous photo-session was about to trigger They had eyes only for each other, and for … Continue reading →

The poor sleigh was feeling extremely lonely. On the verge of tears, it told Santa, “In winters, the reindeer strut about proudly with me tied to their backs, for it is me who gives them their identity. But come summers, … Continue reading →

It was not a race for a million Norwegian Krones, or for a Championship Trophy like the Grand Prix. The stakes for this race were much higher. And things were about to get very, very hectic. When Ralph, the driver … Continue reading →

At first glance, the lovely Arctic town symbolized perfection Rambling streets, cute churches, musical hills, nothing required any correction Visitors to the town saw its beauty, and were awe-struck, their jaws open wide But what they did not realize was … Continue reading →

I was being stalked, there was no two ways about it, and I hated it from the core of my heart. The creature had climbed a steep mountain to profess its love for me by drawing a heart when I … Continue reading →